Suspension of disbelief
To survive the hostility, the insanity in public education, I stare straight into the fire, this pyre of books.
The ‘Untranslatable Palestinian Flesh’
What do we owe to language in times of unimaginable violence? Poets linked to both Palestine and Texas help show us the way.
how to admire wildflowers
"rub your eyes & see nothin’..."
Poem: The Gulf Gives Fair Warning—at Galveston Island
"You've built your beach homes..."
Poem: Drought
We sit by the window of the nursing home where her face can feel the sun.
Naomi Shihab Nye: Life As a Palestinian-American Poet
"Palestinians are all haunted. We’re haunted by what used to be, what could have been."
Poem: From There to Here
A silhouette, stationed at his Dallas valet stand awaiting the healthy, the wealthy, the privileged, the favored.